Chapter Ninety-Eight: Deep-Sea Undercurrent Offensive and Defensive Battles

When Danxia Daoist heard Lin Feng's request, his originally warm face suddenly became gloomy. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Because of Guan Xin's death?" asked Danxia Daoren.

Lin Feng pursed his lips and said, "The disciple is angry, and he is not angry!"

Danxia Dao and Lin Feng stared at each other with big eyes, no one refused to back down, and they stalemate in the quiet room for a long time, and the atmosphere in the air suddenly froze.

After a long time, Danxia Daoist let out a long sigh in his heart, he knew his disciple too well. Lin Feng's personality is as stubborn as when he was young, and the thing he decided was that even ten cows couldn't pull it back.

If he doesn't agree today, Xiaofeng may sneak out, which really doesn't allow him to worry about being a teacher.

Wouldn't it be quite good to do a good job of alchemy in the logistics base? Even if Lin Feng put a lot of thought into the way of the formation, he was very happy to see it. But only go to the front line to kill the enemy, I don't agree!

In the face of the two great wars, the Qi Cultivator is cannon fodder, without the strength to build the foundation of the Great Perfection, it can be said that he does not even have the ability to protect himself, how can I rest assured that Lin Feng will go to the front line to kill the enemy, Danxia Dao muttered in his heart.

"You take this jade pendant, crush it once you encounter danger, and the teacher will rush to save you as soon as possible!" Danxia Daoren's face was still stiff, and he pulled it long, but he gave his distress jade pendant to Lin Feng.

"Thank you, Master!" a smile appeared at the corner of Lin Feng's mouth.

Danxia Daoist admonished: "After you arrive at the front line, don't take risks in everything, don't think that with my help-seeking jade pendant, you can be unscrupulous." If a Grand Monk of the Yuan Infant targets you, maybe even I won't have time to save you!"

"Master, don't worry, the disciple won't joke with his own life!" Lin Feng said, he went to the front line, just to contribute to the sect, to vent the anger in his heart, never thought that he would be able to attract the attention of the Yuanying Great Cultivator.

After all, a Qi cultivator like himself, who had nothing to do with the overall situation, could not control the overall situation at all, so he would naturally not be looked at by the Yuanying Grand Cultivator.

After bidding farewell to the Danxia Daoist, Lin Feng packed up his belongings and soon received an order from the sect.

Go to Denning City to protect the deep sea undercurrent!

Early in the morning of the second day, Lin Feng turned into a ray of light and flew away towards Denning City.

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On a battlefield on the front line of the sect.

At this time, the Nine Dragons Heavenly Sect and the Blood Demon Sect fought for a medium-sized deep-sea undercurrent, and the largest war since the beginning of the war broke out.

The Nine Dragons Heavenly Sect dispatched fifteen Jiedan monks, with more than two hundred foundation building monks and thousands of Qi cultivators, while the number of monks on the side of the Blood Demon Sect was less than half of that of the Nine Dragons Heavenly Sect, but with the formation around the deep sea undercurrent, they stubbornly clashed with the Nine Dragons Heavenly Sect.

If you look at it from the sky, you can see a variety of spiritual lights, rising and falling in the void, like brilliant fireworks.

But under this beautiful and gorgeous fireworks, there were a lot of corpses, and almost every breath, there were monks killed, and even Brother Dan, five people had already died.

However, this war has entered a white-hot stage, and neither side has the slightest idea of stopping the war.

In the outermost part of the battlefield, the main battlefield of Qi cultivators, although there are many monks, there is an extremely dazzling figure - Zhao Di.

Zhao Di himself has condensed the transcendent Dao Foundation, and there are few opponents among the Qi Cultivators, and the God Destroying Sword Master has given Zhao Di a lot of treasures, which makes Zhao Di like a tiger with wings, and he is invincible among the Qi Cultivators.

"The seventy-hundred-and-fifty on the battle merit list!" said Nan Nan in Zhao Di's mouth, his brows curved into a crescent moon.

"Lin Feng, you coward, you don't even dare to go to the front line, you are destined to not be in the top 1,000 in the battle merit ranking, how can you fight with me!" A sneer crossed the corner of Zhao Di's mouth.

However, when Zhao Di's eyes looked up, his eyes suddenly froze.

Because he saw the two words "Lin Feng", which just pressed on his head.

Seven hundred and forty-nine!

Cluck!

Zhao Di was surprised and his teeth rattled!

And in the battlefield of the foundation building monks, there is also a dazzling figure.

Boom!

The blood-colored aura shattered, and a disciple of the Blood Demon Sect was blasted into the mud under the iron fist of the Kunpeng clone, without even the slightest strength to resist.

"The fifth!" Kunpeng clone muttered, this was the fifth foundation building cultivator he had killed since the war began, and as for the Qi cultivation cultivators of the lower level, he couldn't remember how many he had killed.

In the midst of his thoughts, the Kunpeng clone's gaze scanned the surroundings and landed on a foundation building monk of the Blood Demon Sect.

This bloody sect monk with a full face and beard felt the gaze of the Kunpeng clone fall on him, and his scalp suddenly went numb, he could see how terrifying the Kunpeng clone was before, but he could see it clearly, Senior Brother Li, who was usually powerful in the sect, didn't even make it to a round, and it turned into a mess of mud.

Now that he was being targeted by this evil star, he only felt his heart pounding, the clothes on his back had long been wet with cold sweat, his legs trembled and trembled, and under the fierce eyes of Kunpeng's clone, he didn't even have the courage to fight.

The Kunpeng clone glanced at it with disdain and threw a punch.

Suddenly, the huge force contained in the fist pressed the void, and even the void faintly let out a wail, trembling.

"No!"

"No!"

"I can't die here!"

The bearded monk's face was full of horror, and without saying a word, he threw out all the defensive talismans in one go, and at the same time, he turned his fingers in succession, and cast all the life-saving spells and defensive magic weapons he mastered.

At this moment, under the danger of death, the potential of the bearded man was completely stimulated, and he had never felt that the speed at which he could cast his spells could be so fast!

It's even twice as fast as when you usually cast spells.

In an instant, more than a dozen defensive talismans turned into body protection shields were completed, and a blood-colored small shield appeared in front of him, blocking the attack of the Kunpeng clone, and at the same time, on his body, covered with a layer of blood-colored armor, exuding a faint blood light, at a glance, he knew that the quality was good, and the defense was excellent.

However, it didn't work!

The Bloody Demon Sect monk who had been killed by Kunpeng's clone before was just like him, desperately using all the means of defense.

However, their fate is death!

Boom!

The giant fist of the Kunpeng clone slammed into all the protective aura.

The body is shattered!

After killing the foundation-building monk, the Kunpeng clone flew away towards the eye of the Great Array.

Just as the Kunpeng clone was about to arrive at the eye of the Great Array, a powerful coercion suddenly descended and swept in all directions.

Brother Yudan!